Your Words Are Deadly Weapons

Try to show me this could last forever
Don't tell lies 'cause they never matter
And this heart you've known is about to shatter
It was only a kiss, your hand met mine
I think this time we crossed the line
None of that matters when you're gone
You said you'd be there, but now I find myself alone
You don't know what I'm going through
You don't know those tears I wiped were because of you
Your words keep turning into lies
But I can see the truth hiding in your eyes
Now you know the truth and you were wrong
Your words keep me from being strong
It was only a kiss, your hand met mine
I wish we had stopped for a moment in time
This heart you've touched is about to break
I'm dying and you can't see those smiles are fake
Your words are way too powerful for me to take
It was only a kiss, but it was a mistake
"Words kill as good as any gun."


Obrigada Tânia Monteiro :)

Choosing To Live

Suicide (Latin suicidium, from sui caedere, to kill oneself) is the intentional killing of one's self.
Over one million people commit suicide every year, making it the tenth-leading cause of death worldwide. It is a leading cause of death among teenagers and adults under 35. There are an estimated 10 to 20 million non-fatal attempted suicides every year worldwide.

"Suicide is not chosen; it happens when pain exceeds resources for coping with pain."

R.I.P Tarcyanna Matos .

Take Your Time, But Don't Waste Mine

Senti, no seu peito, o lugar onde lhe tinham arrancado o coração. Senti os seus braços a envolverem-me ...
Enquanto subíamos as escadas, deixávamos para trás algo da nossa tristeza, do frio que apodrecia dentro de nós e que, para onde quer que fossemos, levaríamos sempre connosco.
Eu era alguém que tinha lembranças terríveis.
Senti tanto a falta dela.
Naquele fim de tarde, como nas noites em que não conseguia dormir, como quando fechava os olhos a procurá-la, sentado no banco que está debaixo da olaia, senti tanto a falta dela.
Por um momento, pensei que não tinha aproveitado o tempo em que estivera dentro de mim.
Mas, depois, outro momento substituiu esse.
Outro momento, depois de uma parede de separar momentos, e pensei que quando a via dentro de mim, eu era feliz .
Pensei que, nesse tempo, não poderia ter feito mais do que ser feliz .

Podíamos ter sorrido, mas os nossos olhos brilharam .



José Luís Peixoto

TOO DRUNK TO FUCK !

Yes, it's time for a new year , a new drink, a new cigarette and a new joint ! I'm leaving the shitty things and people behind . I'm leaving my past where it belongs . On the 31st of this month, I am going to die ! I'm going to spend the night with my closest friends, the ones who have supported me throughout all these years , the ones who have listened to my complaints , and have helped me when I was too drunk to do anything . The ones who influenced me to do good AND bad things . The ones who have never disapponted me . The ones who I know will ALWAYS be there for me, just as I will be there for them when they need me . I'm going to forget everyone and everything just for a few moments, I'm gonna be drunk as hell and high as a kite, just like I want to be, and I if I throw up, it's just a sign that I have to start over again ! Happy New Year Mother Fuckers !

Help Me .

Oh, lord, help me walk

Another mile, just one more mile;

I'm tired of walkin' all alone.

And lord, help me to smile

Another smile, just one more smile;

Don't think I can do things on my own.

I never thought I needed help before;

Thought that I could get by - by myself.

But now I know I just can't take it any more.

And with a humble heart, on bended knee,

I'm beggin' You please for help

Oh come down from Your golden throne to me, to lowly me;

I need to feel the touch of Your tender hand.

Release the chains of darkness

Let me see, Lord let me see;

Just where I fit into your master plan.

I never thought I needed help before;

Thought that I could get by - by myself.

Now I know I just can't take it any more.

And with a humble heart, on bended knee,

I'm beggin' You please for help

With a humble heart, on bended knee,

I'm beggin' You please for help .

Johnny Cash *

I can fly, But I want his wings .

I can love, but I need his heart .

Merry Xmas

Why does it always seem that, when you think you've found The One, you always get disappointed ? Ok, I guess I tend to get carried away in my own little world of fantasy where everything's perfect and sweet . But that's what it felt like . And I wouldn't have changed a thing . I have no regrets, and would do it all over again, many times . I honestly don't know what or how to feel . I've almost gotten to that point that, I just don't care anymore , about anything . I've got my friends, the real ones, and I've got my music , and that's all I need right now . I don't want a serious relationship, come on, I'm seventeen ! I don't want to get married, and I'm not asking for anything ! All I want is someone I can trust, someone who will tell me everything'll be Ok when my world's falling apart . Someone who'll hold me when I'm feeling down, someone who'll love me and not be ashamed to admit it . Love's amazing . Even if it doesn't make us happy, deep down it does . I think it's wonderful to be able to look at someone and smile with all your heart ! Smile so big, your cheeks hurt . A smile that NOBODY can wipe off your face no matter how hard they try . I love having that glow in my eye, I love feeling embarassed when I think of that person, I love everything about him . Maybe we just got carried away in what should have just been a friendship . Maybe not . Maybe , someday, he'll feel the same way too . Maybe not . I've gotten to that point of the year that I couldn't give a fuck if it was Christmas or the goddamn pope's wedding . It had to come sometime . I don't like feeling this way . As if I'm waiting around for nothing . Honestly, it's like sitting in a desert waiting for a polar bear to come up and dance the Can-can . Possibly not the best comparison but you get the message . I feel down, I don't feel good . I don't think I'm pretty, I HATE my body, but that's just the teenage girl cliché . Right ? Wrong . I never bothered about my appearence, most days I don't . But when you see all these beautiful, curvy young girls around you everyday, around him everyday, eventually, it gets quite intimidating ... Make me happy ?